"Listen to you? Beco your underling?" Yangyang disdainfully looked him up and down, "Do you have that qualification? So what if you’re the heir? I listen to whoever’s fist is stronger, whoever is the most powerful, I’ll submit to them. But look at you, a weakling like that, can you beat ? You want as your underling? Keep dreaming."
With that, Yangyang turned his head and left. This annoying guy’s face looked quite like that of Prince Le, and he claid to be the heir, likely the son of Prince Le. Just as annoying as his father.
"Stop, you can’t go! I didn’t allow you to leave, and you dare to walk away!" The heir of Prince Le used to be weak, but ever since being thrown into this base half a year ago, that weakness was beaten out of him.
Moreover, he beca particularly arrogant and conceited.
Upon hearing the shouting behind him, Yangyang didn’t turn around, so the heir of Prince Le charged forward to block him.
"I didn’t say you could leave, and you dare to walk away!"
"Why wouldn’t I dare?" Yangyang snorted coldly, "What do you want to do, fight? Or argue?" He said, putting his hands on his hips, glaring angrily at the heir of Prince Le.
"I heard you are very capable, the best among us. If that’s the case, why don’t you compete against the people behind ? If you win, I won’t trouble you; if you lose, you’ll kneel and kowtow to , then call grandpa three tis. How about that?"
Yangyang looked at the people behind him, each taller and stronger than himself, clearly here to bully him. But did they think he was that easy to bully?
"Compete? Don’t dress it up. You just want a gang fight, fine, let’s go. If you have the guts, co at together." Yangyang snorted coldly, "Want to call you grandpa? You’re really full of yourself."
Without giving them a chance to react, he kicked at one of the tall guys.
"Wow, the heir is attacking!"
The heir of Prince Le stood with his hands behind his back, a sinister look in his eyes, "All of you, hit him hard, hit him relentlessly."
This annoying brat, it’s him. Father always compares to him.
He says that neither in courage nor in smarts do I asure up to this brat.
Hmph, what a small world, running into him here. If I don’t teach this brat a lesson, it would be unworthy of my father’s teachings.
Unfortunately, while the plan was good, reality was painful.
He was just standing there thinking, and out of nowhere, his nose got punched.
Looking at the blood on his hand, he turned his gaze towards Yangyang with a vengeful look, "You dare hit ?"
"I’ve already hit you, and you’re asking if I dare? How could Prince Le have such a stupid son? Are you really his son?"
"You brat, just you wait!" He pointed at Yangyang, "I’m going to complain to my father. You bullied , injured my people, and even hurt . I’m getting you kicked out."
Hearing this, Yangyang laughed, "Then go ahead, hurry up, let’s go, I’ll go with you." Leading the way, he chuckled internally, it would be great if he was kicked out, then he could find his mother. This foolish heir thought he wanted to stay here.
The young heir, thinking he was being provoked, covered his nose and went along with Yangyang.
"Father, he hit !" The mont he saw Prince Le, the heir imdiately complained, "He punched my nose until it bled, please kick him out, Father."
Prince Le gave him a deep look, "Your courage has grown, but your brains haven’t. If you got hit, why didn’t you hit back?"
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